Annalise: Vegas Stripper Sex Doll—A Wildly Specific Adventure

The Day I Met Annalise (Not a Love Story, But Kind of)

You ever get one of those ads that just sticks in your brain for all the wrong reasons? Yeah. That’s how I ended up, half out of boredom and half out of morbid curiosity, scrolling through a page for the Annalise Vegas Stripper Sex Doll. Absolute sex dolls—they really don’t hold back on names. Or measurements. Or… anything, honestly.

She’s not subtle. Five feet six inches tall (167 cm if you’re feeling metric), thick and curvy in a way that feels almost cartoonish until you see the photos. Big boobs, big butt, long legs—like someone mashed every “Vegas fantasy” cliché into one silicone body and called it a day.

Details You Didn’t Think You’d Care About (But Now You Do)

The numbers jump at you: 114 pounds, which is heavier than I expected for something you can technically pick up and move around (try explaining that to your neighbors if you live upstairs). Bust is 35.2 inches; hips are even bigger at 41.3 inches—she’s got proportions that could start arguments in comment sections.

There’s this list: vagina depth 6.7 inches, anus depth 6.3 inches—because apparently people want to know exactly how deep these things go? Maybe there’s an FAQ somewhere with diagrams but… I didn’t check.

And the steel skeleton with movable joints means she doesn’t flop over like a ragdoll—or so they claim; I’m still haunted by memories of mannequins collapsing in department stores as a kid.

Shipping Is… Weirdly Discreet

Here’s where it gets oddly funny: shipping is “completely plain and unlabeled.” Like some secret agent operation but instead of spy gear it’s—you know what it is. Three to four weeks delivery time because apparently building this much silicone takes commitment.

I remember thinking about the poor delivery driver lugging this big box up my steps while pretending not to notice how heavy or suspiciously shaped it was.

There Are Joints Everywhere (No, Not That Kind)

Steel skeletons sound tough until you realize they mean every joint can move—shoulders, elbows, knees… more flexibility than most yoga instructors I’ve met. It makes posing her easy if you’re into photography or whatever else people do with absolute sex dolls when no one’s watching.

But then there’s maintenance—which nobody warns you about upfront—and trying to fit her into clothes that actually match those measurements? Good luck finding jeans for 41-inch hips paired with a tiny waist unless you shop in some alternate universe.

A Quick Tangent on Curiosity

I’ll admit—I spent too long comparing shoe sizes because women’s size 4.5-5 seems small for someone so tall and curvy. Maybe there are doll-specific shoes out there? Anyway, weird detail but kind of fascinating once your brain latches onto it at midnight when sleep refuses to cooperate.

Unexpected Downsides Nobody Talks About

Weight is real here; moving her isn’t exactly effortless unless you’ve been hitting the gym just for this moment (imagine explaining that motivation). And yes—the skin feels realistic-ish but cold at first touch unless your room is already sweltering hot from summer sun or bad insulation.

Also: storage becomes an existential question after week two when she starts taking up more space than anticipated and guests come over unexpectedly (“Oh! Uh—that's... art?”).

Why Bother?

Honestly? For some people—it fills a gap nobody talks about openly; companionship without conversation or maybe just curiosity about what $2k+ worth of silicone engineering feels like in person (heavier than expected). The anonymity helps too; discreet packaging means nobody has to know except maybe your nosy neighbor who notices every package anyway.

Would I recommend Annalise specifically? Hmm—not sure anyone needs five feet six inches of Vegas stripper energy sitting quietly in their apartment corner—but hey, who am I to judge?

Anyway—I guess that's life now: strange purchases delivered by strangers who pretend not to notice anything odd at all.